My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

She really likes to say internet words, what numbness, Dad, awesome daddies, and so on, and she bites when she says those words, and the sweet little girl's mouth is so delicate.

He must have gotten used to it, too, and she must have known that an old man like him was so bored that he liked her delicately.

Body and mind can be crispy together.

Ning Qing didn't expect to hear a "yes or no" from his mouth. He kissed her and she hid with a red face. "No, I want more milk. ”

She went to get milk.

But the milk cup was held in the palm of her hand by a tall man, who sipped in her eyes and pinched her small jaw with two fingers to feed her.

“Lu Shaoming, don't!” This is something that goes beyond the psychological endurance of girls and must not be done.

She pushed him and kicked him.

Helpless, her little foot was snapped into the palm of a man, his fingerprints on a thin cocoon were so deep that he felt itchy under her delicate feet.

“Lu Shaoming, I'm afraid of itching, don't bully me like this...” Ning Qing broke free of him and climbed onto the glass table like a sensitive little rabbit. She climbed into the corner of the wall with her little buttocks, far away from him.

Lu Shaoming swallowed the milk, swept a glance and didn't have anything to bump into her. Rest assured, he saw her wearing a violet nightdress. His body was slender. He suddenly suddenly had fun at night, and went to jam her.

“Ning Qing, come down, or I'll go up!” He grabbed her little butt with a gentle slap.

The place he hit was like a fire, Ning Qing scolded him, "Lu Shaoming, you are a wolf in sheepskin, I don't want to drink the milk you feed, you have been brazen to infinity. ”

“Ning Qing, I am the Grey Wolf, then you are my Red Wolf. Feeding you milk is a treat. One day you stall me for a long time, I will let you drink my milk. ”

Ning Qing had no idea what he was talking about. He was so poignant.

Covering his ears with two small hands, he whispered, “Lu Shaoming, I don't want to get along with you, I want to tell my mother. ”

Lu Shaoming stretched out his arms and carried her directly into his arms. He leaned over her chattering little mouth and forcefully allowed him to breathe. "Ma'am, Emperor Tianguo is far away. When Ma comes to save you, you will be eaten by me. ”

Ning Qing drummed a fine pair of blushes and hammered him, “Lu Shaoming, how can you use all these things in your head? Lu is less, shrink a little. ”

“It's okay to converge,” Lu Shaoming flanked herself, holding her on the cushion, "we only do, don't say. ”

“You!” the man had pressed down, blocking her red lips.

……

The next morning, Lujia Villa.

Song Yingjie was released by Song Yajing. He went downstairs and swept a glance, but did not see Ning Qing's figure.

It's already 8: 00 in the morning, Ning Qing has never been this late.

Song Yingjie saw a servant and asked, “Haven't you come yet? ”

“Well," the maid nodded, “the missus hasn't come yet. ”

“Yingjie,” Song Yajing came down the stairs at this time. She taught Song Yingjie all night. Now she's not comfortable. She still scolds him. “Yingjie, did you hear what your aunt said to you? Zhou Zhuo Shulai is using you. In the future, don't make any trouble, you have to use your head...”

“Auntie, I know.” Song Yingjie twisted his eyebrows and was a little impatient.

At this time, a car arrived outside the floor window. Song Yingjie looked up, not the limo that had been picking up Ning Qing, but a Bentley.

Driving the car door first opened, a handsome figure came out, Lu Shaoming.

Lu Shaoming bypassed the body of the car and opened the driver's door. He held one hand on the door and the other held Ning Qing's small hand and took her out.

The co-driver's door was closed by a man. Song Yingjie saw Lu Shaoming going to hug the girl's shoulder. The girl's Autumn Eyes of the Spirit of Water seemed to stare at him in disgrace and not let him touch her.

So Lu Shaoming smiled gently.

Song Yingjie was somewhat stuck. This was the first time he saw Lu Shaoming smile in all these years. In his heart, Lu Shaoming was like a brilliant man walking at the forefront of a new era. He was wrapped in a fine suit with his exquisite restraint from bathing. He was covered in superior coldness. He was born to be looked up to.

But today this man, like all men in the universe, looks at his wife, his eyebrows drowning, his indulgent smile.

Song Yajing saw that Song Yingjie had stopped moving, so she looked at him and sighed heavily after seeing the men and women who had landed outside the window. "I also understood. In most of the world, only Ning Qing could bring you down, I don't know what kind of demon you are. ”

Song Yingjie had a dark mind that maybe this is the magic of love... this girl, it's really easy for a man to fall in love.

Ning Qing advanced to the villa door and saw the two of them. She smiled quickly sweetly and vibrantly, "Good morning, Mom, Yingjie. ”

Her smile is sweeter than yesterday's, and the woman nurtured by the man will be happy honey from the inside out, Ning Qing is.

“Well, here you are.” Sonya Jing responded.

At this time, Lu Shaoming walked in. He parked next to the girl. The man's body was tall and sophisticated. The more she lined the girl, "Ma, Yingjie. ”

Song Yingjie was still very guilty when he saw Lu Shaoming, "Brother Shaoming.” He shouted with apologies.

Lu Shaoming walked toward him and slapped him on the shoulder with his hands up. He said, “Yingjie, you are 20 today. You need to distinguish between good and evil, and you need to know that you are responsible for your words and deeds in the future. ”

“Brother Shao Ming, I know.” Song Yingjie nodded.

Both Ning Qing and Song Yajing looked at the brothers satisfactorily. Lu Shaoming had a steady male deterrent. Song Yingjie listened to him very much.

Lu Shaoming retracted his hand, “I went to the office first, Ning Qing, I'll pick you up at night. ”

“Okay.” Mr. Ning sent him away.

Bentley's car went out of sight, Ning Qing went to sort out her information, and the day after the birthday party started, she arranged it.

There's only one thing she wants to ask Song Ya-jing, “Mom, the invitation has been issued. It's just how this week's invitation should be sent. Now that Mrs. Zhou and Miss Zhou are in China, will we send the invitation to them? ”

Song Yajing was also asked, what happened last night, her impression of Zhou Zhuo Lai was so bad, naturally she didn't want to see her at the birthday party, just Lu Zhou's friendship...

At this time, Song Yingjie said, “Auntie, of course, please stop Sister Rai. I believe I have a misunderstanding with Sister Rai. As long as she explains clearly to me, I can still forgive her. ”

As soon as Song Yajing heard his face, he said directly to Ning Qing, "Send the invitation to the American master Zhou, forget the mother and daughter, don't invite them to the banquet, and you, Song Yingjie, stay honest with me. ”

Song Ya Jing walked out.

Seeing Song Ya quietly left, Song Yingjie looked at Ning Qing, Ning Qing's eyebrows bent and raised his thumb to Song Yingjie, which means--you did very well.

The old butler saw this scene in his eyes. In fact, they have called Zhou's mother and daughter to attend the birthday party. Even if Song Ya Jing hates Zhou Zhuo Lei again, the courtesy of Hao Gan between public banquets is still needed.

However, the wife chose to bring this matter back to the bone node eye. Song Yingjie used the excitement method again, and Song Yajing broke off the relationship with Zhou's mother and daughter.

You know, if Zhou's mother and daughter aren't invited to the birthday party, there won't be any private business opportunities after that.

The missus strangled all possibilities in the bud and hit hard.

“Ma'am,” the old housekeeper asked with great respect, "If we don't invite Zhou's mother and daughter to the birthday party, shall we still use their wine? I'm afraid they're upset and won't let us use their wine. ”

“How?” Ning Qing smiled, "Zhou Zhi Lai, although a bit of a failure in being a man, was indeed a strong woman in the winery business over the years. Lu Jia banquet used Zhou Jia's red wine to give them face, she would not be foolish enough to cut her own money. Back off, she won't use it if she doesn't let it. Red wine blossoms everywhere, not her family. ”

“Yes, ma'am.” The old housekeeper should come down.

……

After lunch, Song Yingjie sat beside Ning Qing and studied. Ning Qing was teaching him English.

Slim white little finger pointed to an English word “family”, she taught to read it several times, but Song Yingjie was hard to read “logging tired”.

Ning Qing was anxious, “Song Yingjie, I told you that this is a family, not logging tired, you must be possessed by Deng Chao. ”

Song Yingjie was also anxious. He pushed the book with both hands. "I'm not going to read it. ”

“Hey, asshole!” Ning Qing twisted his ear, "can't you read? ”

Song Ya Jing saw this scene was extremely painful, she tried to persuade Ning Qing to be gentle, but the old butler stopped, “Madam, look again. ”

It turns out that a word came out in English, “family."

Song Yajing looked at Ning Qing's back and shook his head again. I don't know what happened to these people. They were only obedient to Ning Qing's discipline.

Sonya went upstairs with a faint smile on her face.

After teaching English for a while, Ning Qing became sleepy. Summer was a sleepy season. She lay her little head on the table, closed her eyes and whispered, "Yingjie, I'll go to bed first, you can continue to study, don't be lazy. ”

Song Yingjie glanced at her, “Why are you so sleepy today? Did you sleep late last night? ”

Ning Qing's little face instantly turned red. She closed her eyes in panic. “Mind your own business, child! ”

Song Yingjie, "...” He's not young anymore!

The girl around him fell asleep quickly, Song Yingjie's ears sounded the girl's sweet and even breath, he hooked his lower lip corner and turned a page of books.

At this point, the girl moved, mostly feeling soft when she hit his arm, so she was not welcome to pillow her little head on his arm.

Song Yingjie, who was pillowed on the arm, sat up straight for a moment, afraid to move, afraid to wake her up.

Her eyes looked at her and she left him with only one back head. He was tall and could see Ouzawa's hair covering the girl's soft little face.